As I'm sure you all know, the phrase above refers to a Greek myth that Kingfishers nest for a fortnight during unexpectedly pleasant weather: what we might call an Indian Summer. Even Shakespeare mentions the belief in Henry V1:
Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.
This night the siege assuredly I'll raise:
Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days,
Since I have entered into these wars.
Assign'd am I to be the English scourge.
This night the siege assuredly I'll raise:
Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days,
Since I have entered into these wars.
Well: nothing 'halcyon' about the weather today, but a Kingfisher (and a family group of Chinese Water Deer!) certainly brightened up the morning at Strumpshaw for Brian & me....
We heard and fleetingly saw two Penduline Tits from Fen Hide: very soon someone will get a photo!
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